walk

Its in fact a cicle that is never still. By gazing at the outside window which
opened to that world, it shows exactly what is everywhere. People meandring, going from points to points.
Making conections and designing paths.
A life that sometimes does not take nor even reveals itself.
Different speed and gos, the commun thing then is to carry on,
it may look as though they are walking forward but no,
most of the time the ilusion of the repetition is just an utopic reality.